At that moment, the crowd gathered at the top of Lingyun Cliff immediately surrounded Ye Qingtang's position.,A massive stone plummeted from the sky, hovering in mid-air. A fleeting shadow gracefully descended and landed upon it.,He was a handsome, breathtaking man, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. He stood motionless by Ye Qingtang's body, gazing at the gaping hole that had been ripped open, the faint breath slowly dissipating from the wound.。